Feeling cold... Looking to the fading stars for a sign. Searching for the warmth that tickles your skin on a warm spring day. Out the window only the tightening grip of winter shows it face. Snow falls down to gently smother all that lays beneath its harsh cold beauty. Gazing out over natures glitter glue; exploding with flash bulbs of sparkling radiance. Crying out to the Angel that is silently gliding over her winter playground far in the distance. A fire on the horizon licks the the night sky with brilliant shades of yellow, orange, and red. Grabbing my coat; giving chase to that Angel as she heads towards the warmth of that dancing flame. Bitter cold slaps me in face trying to weaken my resolve. Dare not look back at the footsteps of my past. Feeling that something amazing awaits me just a little further ahead. Almost there... Just a little more... Thinking how far this journey has taken me... Having nothing left to loose... Pushing myself over that last snow covered hill... There she is waiting for me... My Angel stoking the flames of our future... She calls to me with a look only a lover would understand. All the mistakes forgiven. What was lost is now found. Johnny Rockett 09/03/13
Posted on: Wed, 04 Sep 2013 01:19:11 +0000
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